Friday, October 19, 2012

Dearest God,

The call to come home is one of the most beautiful sounds in all of life!  As I drove up into the circle drive at the monastery, my heart at once knew I had arrived.  My soul warmed as I imagined walking through the doors for worship after several months.

As I bowed to you at the altar before finding my seat, I heard the bells begin to ring that sound of home.  I smiled and sat, breathing in your spirit, finding respite, experiencing joy.

The chanted psalms reminded me of my purpose in life:  "I will sing my song for God all the days of my life."  I will sing for you Lord, I will sing all my days, I thought.  Throughout the liturgy, I heard your voice speaking to me.  The scripture freshened my spirit although it was already high.  I felt a strange sensation like the dust being shaken off me so all of me was fully prepared to meet you.  I breathed in deep, the sound of my lungs taking in the air of your spirit a delight to my soul.

As we prayed the Lord's Prayer together, we were just one voice, the sound of heaven.  Yes, I was home.

God of Grace and Glory,
thank you
for the
prized moments
of worship.
Thank you
for your
living spirit
that breathes
so much life
into me.
Thank you
for faith
that heightens
my awareness
readying me
for the
high and
holy meeting
of love.

Always, Andrea